Weeeeeee!

One advantage to living on a hill (at 9,000 feet elevation) is that when it snows (all Winter long) you don't actually have to GO anywhere to "go" sledding. Hence, the day after Christmas my parents made the trek up to our house with their handy plastic snow disks and we took Norah on her first sledding "trip". Here's basically how it went:

Our pre-trip family photo

I went down first to document their descent from below. Mark said that as soon as she saw me sit on the disk and push myself down the hill she started pointing to the disk he was holding and asking, "Norah's? Norah's?"

Daddy and Norah started WAAAAYYYYY up at the top of the house!

At about this point I could hear her giggling.

Getting closer...

Norah was yelling and signing "More! More!" the minute they hit to bottom.

That was fun!

The tough part was toting twenty pounds of baby and a disk back up the hill. Fortunately Grammy, Grampy and Daddy had blazed a trail in their early trips.

They went down a second time and I took pictures from our top deck. Mark said that they got all sat down on the disk and while they were waiting for me to get to the back she kept scooting forward and yelling, "Wee, wee, wee!!"

The second time she tried to start back up the hill on her own.

Didn't get too far though. :-)

My sweet snow bunny and her favorite sledding partner.